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letra de unwant'd - tgk-afg

(chorus)
y’all n-gguz plain’, gossipin’, y’all ain’ really about it
i’m speakin’ tha right shyt, i’mma say it proudly
y’all doubt me, but i’m followin’ my fatha devoutly
ain’ no n-gga c’n tell u what they kno’ ‘bout
spit profoundly, criss-crossin’ all hip-hop boundaries
so glad you found me, all them otha n-gguz is lousy
want’d in sundown counties, i’m too d-mn rowdy
come git that bounty, or come git put down by brownie, muf-xka!

f-xk all y’all n-gguz don’ wanna do shyt but cash out
y’all ain’ lissenin’ jus’ ignorant, up ‘til i lash out
say you lookin’ fo’a job, really jus’ wanna handout
type to pull some funny shyt when they see n-gguz pass’d out
thou shall not f-xk wit’ n-gguz i don’ f-xk wit’
‘less i see fake friends, pull up on that f-xk shyt
an’ say f-xk it, go back hit a couple clips
gotta do what a man does, an’ that’s tha way it is
we follo’ no n-gguz, knowin’ there’s only 1 god
know it now, don’ ev’n matta wat’chu thought
answer’d my prayas, it’s tha truth that i sought
y’all be ravin’ in the sin, you think it’s dope but it’s not!
i want my talmidim like yashuwah had his
that’s my holy brotha, we boff’ know who our dad is
goal’s to let tha whole race kno’ what tha plan is
i c’n admit, he was a lot betta at this. yeah, he was a lot betta at this
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wе are not of this earth, jus’ livin’ in it
yeah we git livid wit’ tha systеm, an’ spit explicit
leave b-tch n-gguz missin’ afta royal convictions
trust in tha truth, none of us blameless or sinless
jus’ straight winna’s! that’s why we tgk
git us a witness to figga out real n-gguz don’ play
mind’ja business, me an’ my crew don’ feel no fake
we dem n-gguz, stay outta tha way, fo’ yo’ own sake
we goin’ – all gas an’ no brakes
i follo’ tha divine plan, in some major ways
y’all follo’ tha white man’s plan, like ev’ryday
‘cuz y’all fake, shinin’ big cat crackas shoes to win
that ain’ our place, you think you safe, but you loosin’ within
y’all bullsh-ttin, when tha f-xk is enuff enuff?
‘til they put tha cuffs on you, an’ treat you ruff, like us?
fake shyt, i don’ trust; constant upgrades issa must
weak n-gguz stay slaves, an’ chalk it up to ‘life sucks!’

(chorus)

if y’all deaf to tha plan, why tha f-xk shud i break bread?
all my words got wisdom, y’all ain’ heard what i said?
ready to k!ll a brotha, still scared of a pig’s lead
i gotta take a stand, i’ll keep fightin’ ‘til i’m dead!
a friend loves at all times, but a brother is born for adversity
proverbs – 17:17

(closing chorus)

- tgk afg

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